A Part Pains Why?

A part of my heart pains and I really don’t know why.

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As I Walked Alongside Life…

Author’s Note: Sometimes we feel the need to write even though something similar and much more supreme has already been written decades ago by someone special. Such a writing is born out of pure awe, it is not art or creativity. It is just a humble tribute dedicated to “he” who identified with “me” long before I even existed and wrote […]

32 to 9, Rhyme.

Imagine a kid, on the last bench of a class He couldn’t make friends, he couldn’t write or draw Logic left his head, long before the bell Using his finger as people, he would idly finger wrestle —- Maths never made sense, formulas weren’t strong He wasn’t so dumb, but he was truly so lost He […]